The old tailor is not a person who likes to ask questions, so he stepped forward with a very kind smile, and without saying a word, he took a tape measure and began to measure the size for Xiao Shenjiao!~

The size is very fast, it only takes a minute for the specific size to be available.

Qin Shen pointed to the cloths: "Use these cloths to make clothes for her." ”

The old tailor asked, "What kind of clothes do you want?"

"Summer skirt pants undershirt mini tank top, autumn scarf jacket pants, you look at it. ”

"Good ......" The old tailor pushed his reading glasses, wrote the demand on the paper, and asked, "May I ask this little brother, where will the clothes be sent when they are ready?"

Qin Shen: "Send it to the county guest house......"

The old tailor nodded, and seemed to have no emotion, and the guests let them do whatever they wanted.

But the apprentice's mouth opened wide in astonishment and surprise.

No one travels in these years, so the county guest house is generally only used to entertain cadres from the provincial capital......

Qin Shen thought for a while: "Do you deliver the goods to your home?"

Before the old tailor could speak, the apprentice nodded like pounded garlic, "Send, send, we will definitely send this kind of big order." ”

Qin Shen turned his head to look at the little derpy: "Then send it to your house." ”

Xiao Shen Jiao blinked her big ignorant eyes: "Oh." ”

Then Qin Shen asked the junior apprentice if he could read and write? The apprentice scratched his head a little embarrassed, he was sent by his parents to learn tailoring, he only knew a few simple words, and he could measure the size and make clothes.

The old tailor brought a pen and paper, pushed his reading glasses, "Little comrade, you said the address!"

"The old Shen family of the Yongning Production Brigade of Baishi Commune is Xiao Shen Jiao. ”

Qin Shen said that the old tailor carefully copied and wrote, of course he knew about the Yongning Production Brigade of Baishi Commune......

Before the two left, the old tailor calculated the account, saying that he would pay a deposit first, and then pay the full amount when he was done, Qin Shen waved his hand and paid the full amount directly.

Because the cloth is bought by myself, if it is just for tailoring, it doesn't cost a few dollars, only a few dozen yuan.

It's just that after Qin Shen finished paying, he pulled the little derpy, waved his sleeves, and walked away without taking away half of the cloud......

I didn't see it at all, in the tailor shop, the master and the apprentice, looking at the dozens of dollars on the counter, their eyes were as wide as eggs.

For a long time, neither of them touched the money, and after half a ring, the old tailor put the money away and sighed.

The apprentice swallowed his saliva and asked, "Master, ...... that kid just now?" What the hell is going on? "It's so impressive.

I live in a guest house, my wallet is very high-end, my clothes are very high-end, and I am so generous in making clothes......

The old master pushed his reading glasses and said slowly: "It is estimated that it is a member of the Kochi family from the provincial capital." ”

The primary school apprentice then remembered that there were rumors recently that several communes under the jurisdiction of the county town were going to be electrified, and factories were being built, and that there were cadres in the provincial capital who came down to handle this matter...... The children of the cadres!

In those Kochi families, it is said that in the summer, the women wore the family money left over from before the founding of the People's Republic of China, such as cheongsams made of fine fabrics. Wearing a woolen coat in winter, they are all dignified and exquisite.

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After Qin Shen took the little derpy baby out of the tailor shop, he asked, "Are you hungry?"

"Hungry. "Xiao Shen Jiao is a real person.

"Let's go eat then. ”

The corners of Qin Shen's mouth couldn't help but hook up an arc of laughter.

Generously took the little derpy melon to the state-run hotel, the door was greeted by two hostesses wearing blue cotton tunics, blinking, it seemed unbelievable, two little dolls, no adults with them, just came to the hotel?